Slow Lane Cafe

As elsewhere, bloggers are not in short supply in France. I’ve highlighted 10 here. They caught my eye because they are current and relatively frequent. Some are based in the region of France – Provence – in which I’ll be living the first half of 2014 and from which I’ll be doing much of my writing and photography. Others offer something unusual, such as an interesting video blog, a couple of sumptuous food blogs and a language site I’ve found helpful.

This site bills itself as a “digital news source produced for global Francophiles, visitors to France and residents in the country.” Offers a mix of original reporting and news summaries culled from various French media.

5 Replies to “Slow Lane Cafe”

Your blog and website look great and I look forward to learning a lot more about Provence. We are doing a home and car exchange for the month of August (staying in Aups) and your experiences will be very helpful. I’m trying to learn as much as I can before we go (bought 6-7 travel books).

Thanks Steve. We haven’t made it to Aups yet but I hear it’s a nice town. It was on our route the day of our aborted return trip from the Gorge du Verdon. It rained and I ran out of energy to drive more of the two-lane white roads, which would have taken us through Aups. I do know from our landlady that there are some spectacular restaurants in that area, which is big on truffles. Let me know if you’d like some recommendations. Our landlady knows food.

I always find that planning is much of the fun in travel. Keep in mind that August will be hot in Provence. If I were you,
I start the days early and stay in a place with a pool. Aups won’t be as hot as Aix though.

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I’ve never measured a successful trip by how many destinations I can circle on a map or check off a Bucket List. To me the best journey, and the best ravel, moves more like a good conversation. It ebbs and flows. It rarely rushes, but it’s also animated and unpredictable. It is filled with banter and laughter, and invites participants to linger rather than march forward inexorably like a tightly wound clock. Want to have dessert? A second glass of wine? A detour in a back-alley artisan’s shop? A pause at an overview by the side of the trail? Why not. Read more.